Door closes and you're mine. I haven't began to show you what I can do, yet. You lock the door and turn toward me. I'm already close enough our noses touch. I flick the light off with one finger with my other hand on your chest -- I stare in your eyes as I press your body against the door. No words -- I dare you to speak. Your back hits the door. Both my han...
Amber Wolcott wasn't your typical cheerleader, which didn't mean she wasn't pretty. No, Amber was a beautiful girl, but not in the way you might expect a cheerleader to be. She wasn't tall, slender, or blond. She didn't hang with the popular crowd. She didn't hang with any particular crowd for that matter. Amber was one of the top ranked students in her clas...
To My Lover, Hi there sexy. I can’t wait ‘til I see you in 2 weeks. I’ve been thinking about what I’d love to do to you once you arrive. Do you want a detailed plan that I’ve been going over in my mind? If not and you want the thrill of the surprise, don’t read any further…. Still with me? That’s what I thought. You were always the type to peak at Christmas...
Tumbling around on the bed, I am lost in the moment. My face buried in between her legs, fingers tugging on her pussy lips, lapping up the flowing juices. Her moans muffled by her legs wrapped around my head. My face covered by her juices. Her wriggling body moved up the bed, giving me a slight chase for her pussy. Teasing her clit with my tongue, mini orgas...
I was 20 years old, fresh faced and still at university when I first started talking to him. Charlie. He was the same age as me but more mature. More enticing all round. We had arranged to meet one Sunday, nothing special about it, just a day we both happened to be free. How was I to know how special it would become? He was on time. 11am on the dot. My hea...
"Traveling for business isn't as fun as it sounds," I say as I accept my drink from the bartender and hand him my credit card. "It gets very boring, really." You nod and smile and are caught in awkward moment of decision - to continue our already five minute conversation or take the conversation in another direction. You shift slightly and take your attenti...
He came home to me touching myself. He wasn't expecting it. In fact, he thought we were going shopping or swimming. But instead, I spread myself on the bed, running my fingers over my pussy, drenching it, preparing it. His face has never kept any secrets, and I could see the excitement, followed by a look of anger, intrigue, and ideas. "Bend over," he said...
"Mrs. Foster, I don't have the reports that you told me you would have in by noon today, is there a problem?" ask Mr. Richards as he entered my office. Stammering over my mound of documents and trying to look organized, I looked up and into the bluest eyes I had ever seen that were framed by dark brown eye brows. The new boss was very handsome; well to be ho...
It's an odd feeling to love someone, want them in your life, care about them... and cheat on them over and over again. It doesn't add up or make any sense, but as the years passed, I embraced the odd feeling to make a strange and wonderful side life that I like to call, "Fuck a GF Inc." It is secret, and naughty -- I am sort of like batman or superman, excep...
Master, remember me always. It seems like eons ago, since we last touched: Remember this always and never forget: How just the site of me got your juices flowing, and made your desires to fuck me uncontrollable. The suttle vibrations that went to your groin as I suckled your ear lobe, gently swirling my tongue in your ear, lightly plunging it in and out...